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PheeLion
Dreamy electronic instrumental with soft pulse, piano texture, and meditative emotional space.
Rich Brown
Atmospheric jazz instrumental with harmonic depth, subtle rhythm, and quiet emotional clarity.
Rich Brown
Ethereal bass-forward instrumental for awe, elegance, reflection, and atmospheric wonder.
Kristin Sweetland
Haunting singer-songwriter ballad for farewell, myth, oceanic memory, and emotional surrender.
Call to me the captain
Bury me at sea
Wash away my body
And this language painted over me
I’ll write the words for you
The things you might have said...
Your lips could bloom a crocus
In the darkened February of my head
Over ships of folded paper
Does the blackened raven fly
Scavenging both life and limb
With eyes that shift from side to side
There never was a time
When you’d watch over me like he
And when I said I love you
You’d say, you are far too innocent for me
So bring to me the maiden
Let me shake her hand
Hair as black as leather
And fresh from Never Neverland
That pirate on the ship
Might have strapped holsters to her hips
But later in the shadows
She raised a tender finger to his lips
Elmer Ferrer
Minimal ambient-electronic instrumental built around cold synth atmosphere, reflective stillness, quiet tension, and emotional isolation.
OMR Music Production
Upbeat and radiant groove-driven track built for optimism, movement, warmth, lifestyle visuals, travel sequences, and feel-good cinematic motion.
VERSE 1
IT’S A GOOD DAY TO RISE
PLACES TO GO
SIGHTS ON THE PRIZE
SUNSHINE IN THE WINDOW
VERSE 2
IT’S A GOOD DAY TO LIVE
PLACES TO GO
LOVING TO GIVE
SUNSHINE IN THE WINDOW
CHORUS
BRIGHT SUN
IT IS A BRIGHT SUN
VERSE 3
FORTY SHADES OF YELLOW
FORTY SHADES OF RED
COLORS OF THE RAINBOW
EXPLODING IN MY HEAD
VERSE 4
TREES FLOATING ON THE HILLS
CARPET ON THE LAKE
ROLLING ON THE WAVES
SURFING ON THE WAKE
CHORUS
BRIGHT SUN
IT IS A BRIGHT SUN
INTERLUDE
VERSE 5
THERE’S A SKIP IN YOUR STEP
BIRDS IN THE SKY
A SMILE ON YOUR FACE
A SPARKLE IN YOUR EYE
VERSE 6
NOTHING ON MY MIND
FEELING KIND OF FREE
LIGHT’S HERE TO STAY
SUNSHINE IN THE WINDOW
CHORUS (REPEAT TO OUTRO)
BRIGHT SUN
IT IS A BRIGHT SUN
Radagast the Brown
Ambient-electronic instrumental with reflective propulsion, emotional motion, and atmospheric cinematic pacing.
Kristin Sweetland
Timeless spiritual-folk ballad filled with hope, reverence, emotional grace, and cinematic warmth rooted in traditional folk storytelling.
Bright morning stars are rising
Bright morning stars are rising
Bright morning stars are rising
Day is a-breaking in my soul
Oh where are our dear fathers?
Oh where are our dear fathers?
Oh where are our dear fathers?
They're down in the valley a-praying
Oh where are our dear mothers?
Oh where are our dear mothers?
Oh where are our dear mothers?
They’ve gone to heaven a-shouting
PheeLion
Hypnotic electronic noir with psychedelic tension, surreal movement, dark groove, and cinematic emotional unease.
perception
deception
conception
election
No one no one had a bad trip
It was all very good
I I think I'm I think I'm having a bad trip
No one no one no one had a bad trip
It was all very good
perception
conception
deception
I I I think I'm having a a bad trip
The moment,
the moment,
the moment,
the moment
is now
perception
deception
conception
election
No one no one had a bad trip
It was all very good
I I think I'm having a a bad trip
No one no one no one had a bad trip
He was all very good
No, I I mean I really think I'm I'm really think I'm having a bad trip.
Rich Brown
Dark jazz-funk instrumental with suspenseful pulse, cinematic depth, psychological atmosphere
Paul Reddick
Atmospheric blues-folk meditation filled with longing, memory, poetic distance, and cinematic emotional release.
Long it was a weary way
Won’t you go and stroll with me?
Little by little and was by was
Some pleasure to see
Mary had a red dress red dress red dress
Oh with thoughts that grew by night
The train it’s coming and it’s never late
Hold me tight
Let this world go as she will
So full of sweet surprise
The train it sings upon blue wings
Dark advice
Sugar bird don’t you weep no more
Sugar bird don’t weep no more
Round and round
Round and round we go
Who passes by when I am gone?
Hands wet with the dew of flowers
Try to never travel such roads of love
Minutes like hours
See yonder sun how steady she run
I’m going home on the morning train
Sing song girls ringing in the dawn
Colour of flame
Renée Astaria
Soulful reggae-driven emotional cue about forgiveness, mortality, tenderness, presence, and emotional resilience.
This may be your last day
here on this earth
I'm blessed I came
to sing to you
See the smiling tears of your loved ones' eyes
You're forgiven, it's clear, there is nothing to fear
All they wish for is a bit more of your time,
a bit more of your time
Just breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Just breathe in that moment, heart, hold on, a moment to shine
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Just breathe one more breath
I wonder what the hearts will say
when you are gone
I know that you'll be free of pain
and be at peace
But for today you bless with the look of your eyes,
the touch of your hands, every one of our lives
Are just one sweet moment to breathe one more breath
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Just live as one more moment, one moment of your life
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Breathe one more breath what the heart will say
Breathe one more breath in
Just, just breathe in life
Give us that moment to shine
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Breathe one more breath
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Breathe one more breath, hold on
Shine, hold on
Breathe one more breath of your life, hold on
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Breathe one more breath, heart, hold on
Just breathe one more breath, hold on
Aggressive, tension-driven, and psychologically charged tracks built for confrontation, antiheroes, rebellion, danger, underground energy, and cinematic impact.
Kristin Sweetland
Offbeat cinematic instrumental filled with quirky tension, rhythmic movement, playful unpredictability, and stylized character energy.
Thadeus Gonzalez
Sleek punk-rock tension with hypnotic groove, danger, swagger, temptation, and cinematic nocturnal energy in shadowed motion.
Do I gotta chase you in the woods, yeah?
You got hollow bones beneath your burning eyes.
You caught me breaking, stealing, thieving your pharaoh.
What's a girl like you run alone tonight?
And now you've got me drowning.
And now you've got me underneath.
You got me slowly wanting.
I need some relief.
If I could catch your...
Rat.
Snake.
Tiger.
I never met a creature quite like you, girl, you girl.
So beautiful, so haunting on the loose.
Your hips speak so fast I fall behind.
Your wings glistening dark in the limelights.
There's an echo I can't let go when I'm solo that I can't reach up to touch your claws tonight.
And now you've got me dreaming.
And now you've got me falling asleep.
You've got me slowly wanting.
I need some relief. If I could catch your...
You take me away, somewhere under the moon.
So far away, where I can feel you.
I never met a creature quite like you, girl, you girl.
So beautiful, so haunting on the loose.
I never met a creature quite like you, girl, you girl.
So beautiful and brutal to watch you move.
Watch you move.
Watch you move.
Watch you move.
Hey hey!
Thadeus Gonzalez
Gritty riff-forward rock carrying resilience, confrontation, emotional fallout, volatile relationships, and cinematic recovery energy.
Some slowly give up then they fade to grey
Some are also saying that they're so full of faith
There's a reason why they're never done
making up their minds
it's a vexing haul, to get through it all
We could pop some pills, make it all go away
Twenty five days there's no reason to pray
I don't think this is the way our lives should go down
Cause we don’t understand, what happens when
I'm fascinated enough with you
That you keep me holding on
The final cut, the final stance,
leaves me in a dark room
Feeling, like black eye on a tiger
everytime we catch up, I let go
I can't deal with the things you know
There's a reason why I always leave the things I found.
Thadeus Gonzalez
Confrontational punk-rock with pounding rhythm, rebellious swagger, jagged guitars, and high-impact cinematic aggression.
Out of control, out of my soul, you've got me digging in holes, no fucking gold
The blood hits boil, it all kicks in, you got me dragging the chains in the hell that we're in
Out of my mind, can't keep the time, got me gambling again, repentance a sin
Broken glass where I stand, cuts all again, and you stand to defend, but I can't pretend that I will fight it, thrash it
Hey, hey, it's all that you can't say
Hey, hey, I'll rip that smile off your face
Out of control, losing my soul, got me walking on coals, love overflows
All this wretch that I've been living in, got me tied as a slave in Hades again
Losing my mind, bell starts to chime, always ringing again, it's the hell that we're in
Broken glass where I stand, cuts all again, and you stand to defend, but I can't pretend that I will bite it, thrash it
Hey, hey, it's all that you can't say
Hey, hey, I'll rip that smile off your face
Fuck it up!
Hey, hey, it's all that you can't say
Hey, hey, I'll rip that smile off your face
Hey, hey, it's all that you can't say
Hey, hey, I'll rip that smile off your face
Out of my mind, can't keep the time, got me gambling again, repentance a sin
Broken glass where I stand, cuts all again, and you stand to defend, but I can't pretend that I will bite it, thrash it
Fuck it up
The Green Door
Midtempo retro rock with road-worn urgency, isolation, endurance, grit, and dramatic return-home energy.
I ride hard across the plain
each night in the pouring rain as I go
I'm bound for home
six months and I'm a dreadful sight
head to toe covered in grime as I go
I'm bound for home
and I know no one's waiting there for me
and I know I'll forever be lonely
and I know that I'm going home
long days alone tonight
regrets follow close behind as I go
I'm bound for home
and I'm such a lonesome man, but I'm gonna do it the best that I can
so I'm bound for home
and I know no one's waiting there for me
and I know I'll forever be lonely
The Green Door
Restless indie rock with atmospheric movement, dreamlike tension, discovery, uncertainty, and border-crossing energy.
Take a trip to the borderland
On a bullet train
With a mind full of borderline
And a hand full of change
Pay the toll and they save you a place
But never you'll know of the conductor's name
That's wrote on every passenger's face
Open up your eyes
Not everyone pays for the ride
But some say there's a freer way inside
Off the train on the pale brown sand
Crow calls a warning
With feathers spread like open hands
And eyes like a dream
It beckons you to the edge of town
But never you'll know where direction is found
Until you're digging underground
Open up your eyes
Everybody takes the ride
But some say there's a nearer way inside
OMR Music Production
Groove-heavy retro funk-rock with punchy rhythm, swagger, pushback energy, resilience, and cinematic momentum.
Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
You're living among the dead
Beat back your blues, babe
And be your superhero
Beat back the blues, babe
And save your day
Beat back your blues, babe
Countin' down to zero
Beat back the blues, babe
'Til you find a sunny day
Feedback, yeah (feedback)
Feedback (feedback)
Whoa-oh-oh
You better (feedback)
Come on, come on (feedback)
Yeah (feedback)
Mm-hmm
The ringing in your ears
It just never stops
Meltin' into tears
Inside these ticking clocks
Livin' with dreams and fears
Until the curtain drops
The hope of future years
Lost in the secret box
Beat back your blues, babe
And be a superhero
Beat back the blues, babe
And save your day
Hey!
Beat back your blues, babe
Countin' down to zero
Beat back the blues, babe
'Til you find a sunny day
Hey! (Beat back!)
Hey! (Beat back!)
Beat it back! (Beat back!)
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on and feed back (feed back)
Feed back the blues (feed back)
Feed it back, huh? (feed back)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Your natural existence
I'm stuck ruminating
Your past is resistance
You've been calculating
Our recent coexistence
I keep advocating
The path of leap resistance
Feedback
Oh, beat it back
Feedback
You better beat it back
Feedback
Hey, hey
Feedback
Come on, feedback
Feedback
Hey
Feedback
Come on
Beat back, come on, beat back, beat back
You better, come on, beat back
Talkin' about, talkin' about, talkin' about
Beat it back, beat back, oh, beat it back
Beat back, you better beat it, beat it
Beat back, beat back the blues, hey, ha, well
Paul Reddick
Raw blues-folk tension with grit, swagger, emotional combustion, rebellion, pursuit, and pressure-building intensity.
Oh love it burns just like a fuse
Oh learn to run or learn to lose
Take your time and seal your fate
Feel the flames of learning late
Oh ain’t no cover can be found
Oh listen brother just cover ground
Been tried by water been tried by fire
Who so never told told a lie
Slip away soft and low
Where she stops you will never know
If I ever live this business down
I’ll be rising on up from the underground
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh love it burns just like a fuse
Oh learn to run or learn to lose
Oh learn to run or learn to lose
Oh love it burns just like a fuse
Been tried by water been tried by fire
Who so never told told a lie
Take your time and seal your fate
Feel the flames of learning late
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh love it burns just like a fuse
Oh learn to run or learn to lose
Oh learn to run or learn to lose
and I know that I'm going home
and I know no one's waiting there for me
and I know I'll forever be lonely
and I know that I'm going home
Normal Machine
Atmospheric electronic-pop descent into emotional fragmentation, identity tension, haunting introspection, and psychological unraveling.
Take over, I've been running way too long
Take over, I know I'm doing something wrong
I hear them call me the devil knocking
I let them in a long time ago, so
Take over, tell me that you'll bring me home
I fell in love, I called for God
I prayed, I wasted 21
I drowned myself in alcohol
I lost it all, I need you now
I fell in love, I called for God
I prayed, I wasted 21
I drowned myself in alcohol
I lost it all, I need you now
I listen to these translations
Hear them, don't know what they're saying
I don't know what they're saying
Take me, take it all
Tell me that you'll take me
Tell me that you'll bring me home
Take over, I'm begging them to take control
I'm melting into a puddle on the floor
And I hear it rippling on my neck
But you're here in my heart
And tell me what to say, what to say
Where are you?
I fell in love, I called for God
I prayed, I wasted 21
I drowned myself in alcohol
I lost it all, I need you now
I fell in love, I called for God
I prayed, I wasted 21
I drowned myself in alcohol
I lost it all, I need you now
I listen to these translations
Hear them, don't know what they're saying
I don't know what they're saying
Take me, take it all
Tell me that you'll take me
Tell me that you'll bring me home
Take me, take it all
Tell me what to say, what to say
Where are you?
I fell in love, I called for God
I prayed, I wasted 21
I lost it all, I need you now
I lost it all, I need you now
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Godgifu
Fast-moving atmospheric electronic vocal cue shaped by longing, emotional detachment, identity conflict, and modern urban isolation.
Falling out of the depths
Into the daybreak
With a ghost of myself
Clinging to the sun
Maybe it's all in my head
That I can't do anything without you
Tired of the reticence
Weary of waiting for the last word
In transition to perfection
Infinitesimal with a ghost
In the vacuum swept away
By the expanse of you
Cherish all the preciousness
Of solitude
Cut the umbilicus
That binds me to you
Maybe it's all in my head
That I can't go anywhere without you
Tired of the reticence
Weary of waiting for the last word
In transition to perfection
Infinitesimal with a ghost
In the vacuum swept away
By the expanse of you
In transition to perfection
Infinitesimal with a ghost
In the vacuum swept away
By the expanse of you
In transition to wish you well but
You send away
How could I ever compete
With the ocean of you
In transition to wish you well but
You send away
How could I ever compete
With the ocean of you
Amhed Mitchel feat. Alain Perez
Funk-jazz-soul fusion with groove, swagger, rhythmic sophistication, urban movement, and stylish cinematic momentum.
The Green Door
Gritty retro rock with outlaw swagger, defiance, rugged character energy, antihero identity, and western-styled dramatic menace.
And I am a buffalo son
And I'm on the road so long
And I drank with Garrett
And I dream whiskey red
And I saw a county war
And I settle my score
And I wrote my own damn law
And I won't see twenty one
I'm a buffalo son
Never gonna bring me down
I'm a buffalo son
Never gonna bring me down
And I heard them call my name
And I asked who are they
And I saw it all turn red
And I'll never really be dead
I'm a buffalo son
Never gonna bring me down
I'm a buffalo son
Never gonna bring me down
Kristin Sweetland
Haunting folk vocal cue with lyrical mysticism, emotional tension, poetic darkness, and dramatic art-house atmosphere.
I remember, loving brother
Lives we lived before
Over mountains we did wander
O hey ya hey ya hey ya
Our dear mother our dear father
Lay them down below
Ride that glory train forever
All the while black lavender grows
Heya shaya
Heya Bar
Mi amore bravios bar
La gilabna canta
La lavanda negra cultiva
Leave now in the midnight cold
Before the riders come
Bag of bread and bag of gold
Oh hey ya hey ya hey ya
Never shall we make a sound
They will never know
Shoes upon the hollowed ground
All the while black lavender grows
Heya shaya
Heya Bar
Mi amore bravios bar
La gilabna canta
La lavanda negra cultiva
Forests deep and winding river
Winter wind and snow
Oceans rise and earth will quiver
O hey ya hey ya hey ya
Come now brother lay beside
As hearts begin to slow
Roses red and vines will hide us
All the while black lavender grows
Heya shaya
Heya Bar
Mi amore bravios bar
La gilabna canta
La lavanda negra cultiva
Chorus translation:
Oh Sister
Oh Brother
My loving wild nomadic brother
The lady singer sings a deep song
The black lavender grows
Renée Astaria
Bright country-pop reflection on time, risk, escape, emotional release, and the fleeting nature of personal change with gentle forward motion.
Every time I think that it will end I find more inspiration in the end from you
You're my muse
Ever since the day that I met you, you keep me driving deeper to improve with you
I can't lose
Through all the pleasure and the pain that I thought would drain me
I thought I'd lose, lose to you
But I've escaped my self-destruction
I've escaped your distraction
Now I'm good, free of you
Riding the edge of the cliff, taking all the risks
The fall is inescapable, we try not to slip
The end is inevitable, freefall or slow burn
It really don't matter anyway
It's just a blink of an eye in universal time
It's universal time
Universal time, blink of an eye
You are nothing more than a speck on the windshield to be washed away by the rain
And it only takes one look, one small gesture to give it all away permanently
Riding the edge of the cliff, taking all the risks
The fall is inescapable, we try not to slip
The end is inevitable, clean cut or slow burn
It really don't matter anyway
It's just a blink of an eye in universal time
Universal time, blink of an eye
It's universal time
Universal time, blink of an eye
Riding the edge of the cliff, taking all the risks
The fall is inescapable, we try not to slip
The end is inevitable, clean cut or slow burn
It really don't matter anyway
It's just a blink of an eye
It's universal time
Paul Reddick feat. The Sidemen
Blues-soaked road song with restlessness, heartbreak, invisible sorrow, small-town escape, and grounded emotional resilience.
You can hear that whistle blowing all over town
You can hear that whistle blowing all over town
Everybody knows that my baby's Blind River bound
She left this morning I couldn't even say a word
She left this morning I couldn't even say a word
It was nothin that she knew just something that she thought she heard
Was a restless wind knocked me from door to door
Was a restless wind knocked me from door to door
I've been lonesome but I've never felt like this before
There's no good place no good place to have the blues
There's no good place no good place to have the blues
But here in Espanola everybody sees right through you
I close my eyes I try to pass the time with sleep
I close my eyes I try to pass the time with sleep
But whatever I do your face is all I see
I can hear them whispering they might as well shout out loud
I can hear them whispering but they might as well shout out loud
Nobody wants to know you when your baby's Blind River Bound
Paul Reddick
Gritty blues-rock metaphor for heartbreak, stubbornness, resistance, quiet strength, and emotionally weathered character tension.
You sure did do did do me no good
You sure did do me darlin did do me no good
You cut my heart in two
Like it was a solid block of wood
I’m standing standing baby where I might not have withstood
You know I’m standing standing baby where I might not have withstood
I’m standing steady steady darling
Like it was a solid block of wood
Like a ship out on the ocean like Noah’s ark out on the flood
Like a ship out on the ocean like Nora’s ark out on the flood
You know I’m drifting yes I’m drifting
Like it was a solid block of wood
I’m searching for you darling like a hound dog through the wood
I’m hard on your trail baby like a hound dog through the wood
So hard for you darling
Like a solid block of wood
Kelsey Kindall
Fast, moody pop/R&B built around recklessness, pain, self-conflict, emotional overload, and nightlife tension with volatile urgency.
Kelsey Kindall
Slow-grooving pop/reggae cue about impulsive choices, fun, fearlessness, routine-breaking, and imperfect memories in a hazy glow.
Kristin Sweetland
Haunting folk hymn about conflict, memory, survival, rebellion, and the ghosts of history with cinematic emotional weight.
Mattie Leon
Warm folk-rock anthem about healing, unplugging, rural escape, personal growth, and rediscovering the natural world.
Lucian Kano Balmer
Sunlit folk-jazz instrumental with lyrical strings, warm bass, romantic optimism, and gentle forward motion.
Paul Reddick
Sparse, atmospheric blues for dusk, closure, longing, emotional release, and quiet cinematic reflection.
Travel on blue eventide cast your shadow by
It’s all too well to never know
and never wonder why
Gentle is the closing easy in its stride
That holds the sweet declining
travel on blue eventide
Gentle is the closing easy in its stride
That holds the sweet declining
travel on blue eventide
Travel on blue eventide cast your shadow by
It’s all too well to never know
and never wonder why
and never wonder why
and never wonder why
and never wonder why
Normal Machine
Hypnotic electronic-funk instrumental with glitch energy, playful tension, digital distortion, and motion-driven attitude.
Paul Reddick
Haunting blues meditation on memory, longing, romantic loss, emotional fragility, and quiet mystery.
Breathless girls
And the wintergreen
And the whippin wind
And the notes go down
And the voices rise
And the man who walks
And the blouses white
And the waves roll in
Gathered there together
No shoes upon their feet
They wade the waterlilies
Warm and bittersweet
And their eyes are closed
And the feathergrass
And the table’s set
And the noonday sun
And the rising tide
And the purified
And the linen’s dried
And the ribbon’s tied
Kiki Ferrer
Crisp, cinematic instrumental with rock, jazz, and funk movement for return, transition, travel, and confident forward motion.
The Green Door
Dark atmospheric rock with retro grit, rail-side storytelling, betrayal, restless movement, and outlaw character energy with dust-worn tension.
Well I’m back on this track
Headed straight down to Houston, Texas
That’s where my baby said
That she would be waiting for me
Well conductor don’t you suffer
No bouts of misdirection
Churn the coal, turn the fire
Of the beast
Well my wallet is stacked
And I’m back in Houston, Texas
Straighten my suit
So baby you know what I mean
Spent some time in the mine
But now it’s just us
Ah, but now you say
You don’t remember me
So I’m back on this track
Heading straight on down to Memphis
There’s a soft little peach
Just hanging on the tree
Settle down on the farm
Where we first kissed
And there you are
In the arms of the Indian Chief
So I’m back on this track
Heading late but straight to Ole’ Miss
Mississippi, you’re the only one
Who’s ever loved me
Here I come, we’ll have some fun
And maybe marry
When I arrive
It’s some…
And then you rob me
So if you’re heading late
Better stay from where you’re coming
‘Cause there ain’t no road
That’s gonna set you free
Just a matchbox for my clothes
And I’m stuck running
And a guitar here
To spell out my disease
Lee Palmer
Slow-burning blues-country ballad about love lost, solitude, emotional resignation, and returning to familiar loneliness beneath an empty sky.
I know it will
Like the back of my hand
Like only I can tell
Like a foggy day
That fog won't lift
It won't go away
I can't cry
And I can't laugh
I can't believe
We didn't last
Here I am
On familiar ground
Where I began
I'm back to lonely
Back to blue
I'm back to feeling
Like I used to
My love is gone
I just can't win
I'm back to lonely
I'm back again
There's no way out
There's no way in
There's no way I feel
Like starting over again
I know the first step
I've... and move on
I'll never forget
I'm back to lonely
I'm back to blue
I'm back to feeling
Like I used to
My love is gone
I just can't win
I'm back to lonely
I'm back again
I'm back to lonely
Yeah
Pheelion
Ambient electronic-world vocal cue with faith-filled lyrics, spiritual reflection, emotional resilience, and devotional strength.
Ezekiel Hampton
Bold dance-electronic track with satirical bite, social tension, swagger, betrayal, confrontation, and retro-leaning power charged with electric tension.
Now hush, you're sinking like a saint into the catacomb,
dropping words into your coat and vertigo,
resting on the laurels of the fanatical, orbital,
sell your soul to feel the hole
And when I see you come around,
I'm always one ear to the ground
When you gonna shut your mouth?
When you gonna shut your mouth?
You talk too much
You talk too much
You talk too much
Now hush, there's one thing left to ask and yes I gotta know
From all the spinning in my heavy vertigo
Selling out the game only be worth it all, ethical,
it comes the pride before the fall
And when I see you come around,
I'm always one ear to the ground
When you gonna shut your mouth?
When you gonna shut your mouth?
You talk too much
You talk too much
You talk too much
You snake oil, lick your lips, poison medicine man
You snake oil, lick your lips, poison medicine man
And when I see you come around,
I'm always one ear to the ground
When you gonna shut your mouth?
When you gonna shut your mouth?
You talk too much
You talk too much
You talk too much
It's like I go to sleep and be so many things
But when I wake up, I can't remember
And if you show me something
Is this something magical?
When I see you come around,
I'm always one ear to the ground
When you gonna shut your mouth?
When you gonna shut your mouth?
'Cause the fire's loud
I'm always one ear to the ground
When you gonna shut your mouth?
When you gonna shut your mouth?
You talk too much
You talk too much
You talk too much
Kelsey Kindall
Slow atmospheric pop/electronic cue about change, self-recognition, identity shifts, inner conflict, and emotional evolution.
I blinked three years went by
And I hardly recognize the girl I left behind
I look so different now but I can't figure out what's changed
The heaviness sinks in
A great awakening
I feel more than I have before
Afraid I'm crumbling so I keep on digging in
My mind and soul are still at war
I think I'm happy till I see a memory
With a smile that I don't recognize
I think I'm better off I found some clarity
So how come I keep on losing sight
It's bittersweet
It's bittersweet
It's bitter
Pat Carey
Saxophone-led jazz instrumental with smooth phrasing, emotional ease, late-night calm, reflection, and understated elegance.
Pat Carey
Funky jazz-soul instrumental with boogaloo energy, urban swagger, sax-led motion, nightlife confidence, and retro style.
HYP
Smooth, moody, rhythm-forward hip hop instrumental with deep bass, keys, atmospheric synths, and late-night confidence.
Elmer Ferrer
Sophisticated jazz-rock-funk instrumental with cinematic architecture, rhythmic movement, tension, grit, and cool precision.
Syd & I
Uplifting electronic pop with seaside calm, dreamy female vocal, self-worth, identity, and quiet transformation energy floating toward gentle renewal.
Waves crash harder
Now that I'm standing at the beach
Face myself and this world with uncertainty
I always
wanted to be somebody
somebody who I really love to know
But I know it takes time to be somebody I truly like
When the clouds are darker
when you're only looking from beneath
Don't want to change myself in order
to be seen
I always
wanted to be somebody,
somebody who'd really love to be me
Be somebody, somebody to keep
But it takes time to be somebody worth the climb
Paul Reddick
Blues-rock declaration with swagger, grit, self-worth, defiance, rebellion, personal reckoning, and character presence fired with raw conviction.
It’s big not small
Like a train not an automobile
Gonna need some time
It’s a real good deal
It’s slow not quick
With a long delay
It’s laying in the shade
Sleeping through the day
It’s laying in the shade
Sleeping through the day
It’s good not bad
It’s pleasing and worthy
It’s bonafide baby
It’s sweet lowdown and earthy
It’s laying in the shade
Sleeping through the day
It’s laying in the shade
Sleeping through the day
It’s love not like
That other kind of thing
Make you feel so good
Make your heart want to sing
It’s big not small
Like John the Conqueror
Gotta mojo too
It’s ready for you
It’s ready for you
It’s ready for you
It’s ready for you
Narrative-driven B tracks for identity, reflection, relationship arcs, emotional nuance, urban atmosphere, and character-focused storytelling.
Pat Carey
Soulful jazz instrumental with moody saxophone phrasing, blues texture, cinematic elegance, and refined late-night sophistication.
Pat Carey
Warm saxophone-led jazz instrumental with melodic grace, blues texture, emotional lift, and heartfelt cinematic reflection.
Mattie Leon
Soulful folk-rock ballad with emotional depth, urban storytelling, longing, romantic tension, regret, and quiet transformation.
Amhed Mitchel feat. Michael Rodriguez
Warm midtempo jazz instrumental balancing romance, dramatic motion, expressive piano, saxophone, and reflective cinematic flow.
Reflective, intimate, and emotionally driven B tracks for memory, longing, healing, romantic tension, personal growth, and quiet inner movement.
Justin Enco
Reflective singer-songwriter cue about memory, regret, relationship tension, and the ache of unresolved love.
Mattie Leon
Deeply personal indie-pop cue about parental separation, fatherhood, custody, sacrifice, memory, and emotional longing told in quiet ache.
Kristin Sweetland
Quirky genre-blending instrumental with folk, gypsy-jazz, theatrical flair, whimsical motion, and eccentric charm with mischievous rhythmic sparkle.
Tom Conneely and the Paradise Birds
Warm vintage folk-pop cue with desert-night imagery, romantic longing, hopeful reunion, natural textures, and open-space emotion.
Rhythm-forward B tracks built for movement, swagger, travel, celebration, nightlife, cultural energy, stylish pacing, and visual momentum.
Lee Palmer
Playful roots-blues cue with Canadian attitude, wry humour, regional character, easy groove, and light rebellious charm with northern roadside swagger.
Carlos Miyares
Lush saxophone-driven jazz ballad with Cuban phrasing, romantic elegance, emotional clarity, and cinematic sophistication.
Melodic Yoza
High-energy reggae soul-hop anthem with rhythmic punch, lyrical swagger, cultural pride, celebration, and confident movement.
Purple Fox and the Heebie Jeebies
Upbeat riff-forward rock cue with crunchy guitars, chantable hook, playful confidence, connection, and first-move energy.
Kiki Ferrer
Rhythmic Latin jazz cue with folkloric colour, playful syncopation, cultural flair, upbeat motion, and vibrant cinematic energy.